Quick wear: cannon fodder is a bit strong

"enough"

She slammed her hands on the table, frightening the fat boy so much that he shut up and tears welled up in his eyes.

"Have the steward Zhao Fu report all the young masters from each courtyard. We will purchase and replenish them later."

"Miss Lan is getting married soon and can't lose face. She originally had four maids around her, so she should just have two."

"Ya is still young, she doesn't need so many people around her, just leave one person who can be of use..."

"Chef Zhang from the kitchen was transferred to her own courtyard by Xuan'er's wife early this morning. From now on, each of you will have to figure out your own meals..."

"what?"

"What"

Before Mrs. Zhao could finish her words, everyone in the room was shocked.

Not only does this reduce the number of people serving them, but their food supplies are also cut. How can this be allowed?

At that moment, everyone in the room was accusing, shouting, crying, and begging, which made Mrs. Zhao feel like her forehead was about to explode.

This was her own fault. In the past, the person was not hers, and she didn't have to pay for anything. Whenever someone asked her for help, she would nod and agree.

Free favors are earned in abundance.

Otherwise, why would people praise her so highly? She also enjoyed this feeling and took it for granted after a while.

Now that we are giving less, the backlash is coming.

This is the principle of habit becoming nature, and the principle of gratitude for a little rice and resentment for a big rice. Mrs. Zhao is not ignorant of this, it's just that the money she spent before was not hers.

Actually, it wasn't hers to spend now. But the money was coming out of her pocket after all, so in her heart it was her money. Naturally, she started to budget carefully.

After Nan Xi left in the morning, the housekeeper Zhao Fu settled the accounts with her in detail.

In other words, if all the people who left were to be re-purchased according to the original standards, it would cost at least more than two thousand taels of silver.

This does not include the minimum four-season clothing, shoes and socks that these people need to equip themselves with, as well as their monthly salary in the future.

It made Mrs. Zhao's heart ache.

It was decided immediately that at least the number of people serving at the two uncles' homes would be reduced! They would also have to bear part of the daily expenses themselves!

So isn't this what happened?

At this moment, Old Madam Zhao couldn't help but miss Nanny Sun who was beaten to death.

In the past, Nanny Sun would have said all these harsh words for her. Now that she had no one to speak for her, she was also missing several people she could use, so she had to do it herself.

"Ordinarily, we should have separated when the old man left!"

"Now that the old man and the old lady are gone, our third branch shouldn't support you two branches. It was Xuan'er who asked us to live together because we are all family and we can help each other."

"The mansion is also facing difficulties right now. If the eldest and second sisters-in-law are not satisfied with the arrangements made here, they can move out and live on their own..."

Mrs. Zhao's words were merciless.

Yin and Zhang were stunned for a moment, and the crying nephews and nieces also shut up.

After a long while, Zhang slapped her thigh and started crying:

"Oh my old man, my poor mother-in-law... you left too early! Open your eyes and look!"

"Back then, you made our uncle and that dead man in our family carry heavy bags every day. Our whole family starved for food and drink to support this Wenquxing from the third family... Oh my..."

"The third family has become so rich that they don't recognize anyone anymore... They've driven our whole family out to beg for food... This is terrible... We can't survive!"

After Zhang's singing, reciting, and acting, Yin was also filled with grief. She took out her handkerchief to cover her face and sobbed.

The children below rushed forward, some crying and some shouting.

Old Madam Zhao was stunned.

I never dreamed that the Zhang family opera, which had not been seen for many years, would be performed again so magnificently.

Oh, that's right. She almost forgot that Zhang was kidnapped by a theatre troupe and spent three years traveling all over the country, singing operas for three years.

Later, the opera troupe got into trouble and the actors were sent back home. No one dared to marry Zhang Shi at her parents' home. It was only because the second uncle had been bewitched and secretly got Zhang Shi pregnant that the family was forced to spend two taels of silver to marry her off.

The old lady thought of this, but before she could react, she saw Zhang had already slid to the ground, distraught:

"...But where can we go? We might as well stay together as a family and hang ourselves at the gate... Wuu, wuu, wuu..."

"My poor father-in-law...my poor mother-in-law! You passed away so early, you never had a good life at all. All the blessings of the Zhao family were enjoyed by Min Xiuxiu alone...it's so unfair!"

When she threw a tantrum, she even cursed out Madam Zhao's maiden name.

Old Madam Zhao simply rolled her eyes and fainted magnificently!

no way.

She couldn't handle such a weird scene without fainting.

After those people left, Mrs. Zhao finally breathed a sigh of relief. She pulled the scarf covering her head and said:

"Fight with me, humph!"

If you want to spend more of my money, that's impossible.

If it weren't for the fact that Xuan'er still wanted to be an official and those little girls could really help Xuan'er if they got married, she would have wanted to drive both families out.

Who cares whether they live or die?

It was true that Xuan'er's studies cost the family money, but she had to endure a lot of contempt from her two sisters-in-law!

He called the housekeeper Zhao Fu and asked him to draw up a new purchasing budget after the reduction, and then sent him to buy servants.

He also told him that among other things, he must hire a good chef.

It was true that the last-minute lunch wasn't very good, and it tasted like pig food to her. The people in this mansion had been so picky over the past two years that they'd become picky eaters.